Timika didn’t even blink.“It’s a healing potion. You wanted her strong, didn’t you?”“So you lied?”“This isn’t some snake oil,” she replied coolly. “With our kind, anything can be magic. If I give her water, don't expect it to be the common one you drink,”Trent’s jaw tightened. He knew Timika was playing him. He hated being outmaneuvered but for Zora’s sake, he swallowed his pride and said nothing more.The room fell into a tense silence as they waited for the potion to take effect.A quiet rumble broke through.Zora’s stomach growled.Trent stiffened, snapping out of his brooding thoughts. He remembered—neither of them had eaten at the summit yesterday. He checked his watch: 6:00 AM. Too early for the kitchens to be ready. She needed something or anything to hold her over.Without a word, he strode to the fridge, opened it, and scanned the contents. Fruits. He grabbed an apple, washed it under the tap, and placed it on a tray. But then he paused.Frowning, he turned back, took the
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